Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

"Song Qingshuang, what are you talking about?" Lin Feiyu frowned.

Song Ran's heart was pounding, he naturally understood the meaning of Song Qingshuang's words, "I see, because he likes it" - because Song Xiaoran "liked" Song Ran, so he "liked" the rose by the way, so Lin Feiyu was in the same room In the same position, the same rose was tattooed-Licking Dog found a substitute for a solid hammer.

Although Song Qingshuang just misunderstood, this kind of thing can't be explained at all, and it's too embarrassing. I don't want to take the blame, can I?

However, Song Qingshuang has never been very talkative, and she probably would not be willing to talk about the mess between her elder brother and Licking Dog. Although the two brothers have broken up their friendship, the outside world does not know about these family secrets, and there are even brothers and sisters. The good stories of Youdi Gong are circulating in the market.

Song Ran was in a complicated mood, and Song Qingshuang didn't answer for a long time. Lin Feiyu frowned again and asked, "Song Qingshuang, what do you mean?"

Song Ran's heart was hanging in his throat, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only look at Song Qingshuang in fear. Fortunately, Song Qingshuang didn't answer Lin Feiyu, but just pulled the corners of his lips expressionlessly: "It's not interesting, I thought the rose was pretty."

After Song Qingshuang finished speaking, she slowly turned her gaze to Song Ran, clenched her fists unbearably, and barely controlled her urge to rush up and hug him tightly.

The eldest brother was covered with a thin quilt, but the large ambiguous marks on his neck could not be concealed at all, and the scene he saw when he opened the door just now, the eldest brother was hugged and kissed wantonly by Lin Feiyu, those messy blue and purple finger marks, hickey marks Even the bite marks, as soon as he saw them, he was mercilessly demanded several times. Lin Feiyu lied to his elder brother, and lied to his elder brother to do those things with him... He had been thinking hard about it for many years.

It's all my fault, I was deceived by that phone call, I thought they were together long ago, I shouldn't ask Wu Minghao to do those shitty things at all, I should directly snatch my elder brother back, even if I use some despicable means , even if the eldest brother is not willing...

But it was too late now, they were together.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshuang felt an unspeakable colic in his heart. Remorse and jealousy were like the fangs of a poisonous snake, biting fiercely at the tenderest part of his heart. The young head of the Song Group was biting desperately. Only then did he calm down extremely reluctantly, and continued to think about it just now.

There are two most important things now. The first thing is to break up the eldest brother and Lin Feiyu. After the events of the previous life, the eldest brother must not have a good impression of him now, and the eldest brother and Lin Feiyu have lived together for so many years. Lin Feiyu looks very cunning. If he tells the story of him pretending to be drugged, he will definitely do everything possible to quibble, maybe even beat him up, and the elder brother will probably believe him.

Fortunately, I have already thought of a method, a method that is enough to make Lin Feiyu die, and a method that makes him feel a thousand times more painful than myself.

Eldest brother's current body is Song Xiaoran. Song Xiaoran used to be infatuated with elder brother for so many years and did so many unimaginable things. Now, these things are of course meaningless, because Song Xiaoran's soul has been replaced by elder brother. From Lin Feiyu's perspective, that would be very interesting.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshuang almost had a cruel pleasure. He thought coldly, this matter cannot be exposed by himself, it is best for Lin Feiyu to discover it slowly, and then verify it carefully. At that time... Lin Feiyu will feel the pain and go crazy He will feel ten thousand times more pain than himself.

No matter how cunning and smart he is, the smarter and more conceited the person, the easier it is to be stupid about the things he cares about the most, isn't it?

According to Lin Feiyu's selfish and cunning temperament, he found that after being a "stand-in", he would definitely hurt his elder brother severely, but he could take advantage of it and stand up to protect his elder brother when he was most vulnerable and sad, and tenderly Hold him, kiss him, comfort him, let him know inadvertently that I didn't want to kill him back then, and... still like and want him so much.

In the blink of an eye, Song Qingshuang had gone through the whole method, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, she said in a low voice, "I was the one who was rude today, I should go."

Song Ran looked at Song Qingshuang suspiciously, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous. According to what he knew about Song Qingshuang, the little white-eyed wolf would never let it go. Could it be that he was planning something?

Song Ran hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Mr. Song, I hope you don't take what happened today."

Song Qingshuang looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, that smile was surprisingly gentle: "Yes."

Lin Feiyu said coldly: "Song Qingshuang, you should go, don't disturb me and my brother."

Song Qingshuang took a deep breath, glanced at Lin Feiyu extremely coldly, then said nothing, wiped the blood on his face lightly, turned and left.

Song Ran frowned and looked at the empty doorway, feeling that something was wrong.

Lin Feiyu hugged him from behind, and comforted him softly: "Brother, it's okay, don't think so much."

Song Ran only felt a headache for a while, and couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows: "What do you know? He is the CEO of Song Group, which is the holding group of Yunzhong Media. He just pushed me, and you just If you hit him rashly, he can hide you in the snow!"

"I know he has a high position and authority, but if I don't dare to stand up to protect my brother because of this, what am I?" Lin Feiyu gently rubbed Song Ran's swollen forehead, and said softly, "Don't worry, brother, I I will be stronger than him in the future, and I will protect my brother."

"Speak lightly." Song Ran sighed, but couldn't think of any way out.

Now this kind of messy situation can only be seen step by step. In addition to the two troublesome things Lin Feiyu and Song Qingshuang, there are also various mysteries of the Song Group, the truth about the robbery and murder case back then, Song Gangbai Wenxin, etc. The true face of the couple...

I don't know if Liu Qian's friend in the public security system can find the case files from that year?And the 35% of the group's shares, where are the relevant supporting documents?

It would be great if I could go to the Song family's old house again, maybe I can find some clues in that basement... But in this situation, I have no chance to go to the Song family's old house again, alas, forget it, I should take precautions first Song Qingshuang is looking for trouble.

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But in the next few days, Song Qingshuang didn't bother her.

This afternoon, director Cui Xue came to the headquarters building of the Song Group to discuss a large cross-border project with the marketing director, including a large-scale movie and related brand placement. Both Song Ran and Lin Feiyu participated in this project, so naturally they came together Song Group headquarters building.

The project meeting started at nine o'clock in the morning and lasted for nearly ten hours. It was almost seven o'clock when the meeting ended. Song Ran was lowering her head to pack up the documents. A beautiful female secretary walked into the meeting room and said respectfully to Song Ran: "Song Ran Manager, Mr. Song please go up."

The meeting room was quiet at first, and then there was a low "buzzing" discussion sound. While gossiping in low voices, they showed sympathy for Song Ran. After all, Song Qingshuang's style of freezing to death, most people would Can't bear it.

The female secretary smiled and said, "Manager Song, let's go."

"What does Xiao Song want from me?" Song Ranchi asked.

Lin Feiyu also frowned: "What does he want to do?"

The female secretary explained: "I don't know about this, I just came to ask Manager Song to go up."

"Maybe he wanted to ask about the project." Song Ran paused, then lowered his voice and said to Lin Feiyu, "If it was about the incident a few days ago, he shouldn't be looking for me, he should be looking for you."

Lin Feiyu was obviously worried: "Brother, let me go up with you."

"No, I'll just go up by myself, you wait here for me." Song Ran quickly refused.

Song Ran is not really afraid of Song Qingshuang personally, but he is just a little white-eyed wolf, and the soldiers come to cover up the water and earth. He is just worried that Song Qingshuang will retaliate against Lin Feiyu, and Lin Feiyu is not a worry-free person. It is best not to meet these two people.

Thinking of this, he told Lin Feiyu a few more words, telling him to wait for him to stop making trouble, and then took the elevator to the top floor.

There are only two offices on the top floor. The east and west gates face each other. To the east is Song Qingshuang's office with a sign "Group CEO Song Qingshuang" hanging on the door, and to the west is Song Ran's office. ", I don't know why it hasn't been taken off.

Song Ran stared at the familiar door of his office for a while, then sighed, turned around and knocked on the door of Song Qingshuang's office.

"Come in." Song Qingshuang's cold voice came from inside.

Song Ran pushed the door open and went in. Song Qingshuang was sitting behind a large desk approving documents. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the bustling night scene of Jiangcheng when the lanterns were first lit, and Song Qingshuang's handsome face was white and cold even more.

He seemed to have heard Song Ran's footsteps, and slowly raised a pair of dark eyes, staring at Song Ran quietly.

Song Ran felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Song, are you looking for me?"

Song Qingshuang didn't answer, just stared at him closely.

Song Ran and him looked at each other for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed, then shifted their eyes to the other's forehead. A small piece of white gauze was pasted on the smooth forehead of the little white-eyed wolf, which was injured by Lin Feiyu a few days ago.

His heart softened slightly, and he couldn't help but said, "Have you been to the hospital? Are you all right?"

As soon as the words came out, Song Ran regretted it. Song Qingshuang was injured in front of her, and was beaten by her own little brat. Now asking such a question is simply hypocritical, and she has already been killed by a little white-eyed wolf. Still can't help caring about each other, it's really cheap.

"You asked me... did you go to the hospital?" Song Qingshuang was obviously taken aback, then her dark and cold eyes suddenly lit up for a moment, her chest rose and fell slightly, and she pursed her lips again, "Why do you ask this? I thought you wouldn't care if I died."

He said this very inexplicably, almost feeling angry with resentment, Song Ran blinked his eyes blankly, really couldn't think of a reason, so he could only attribute this sentence to "the little white-eyed wolf is sick again". .

Song Ran hesitated for a moment, and persuaded softly: "Xiaoyu did something wrong with what happened that day. Mr. Song, you have a lot, so don't argue with him."

Song Qingshuang's snow-white jaw slowly tightened, and the slightly soft and weird atmosphere just now was swept away. He stared at Song Ran, and suddenly sneered: "Oh? So you came to intercede for your 'Xiaoyu' gone?"

Song Ran didn't know how to answer, Song Qingshuang stood up uncontrollably, and walked in front of him in a few steps.

Song Qingshuang was tall and strong, with a snow-white and gloomy complexion, and was wearing a black slim suit, half a head taller than Song Ran. He just looked at Song Ran with lowered eyes, and didn't speak for a long time. Song Ran stared blankly at the There was an indescribably strange oppressive feeling in those extremely familiar yet unfamiliar pitch-black eyes, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Stop." Song Qingshuang whispered.

The little white-eyed wolf's temper is really getting weirder and weirder, how can those subordinates bear him?Song Ran muttered to himself, but he had nothing to do with the other party, and was worried that he would trouble Lin Feiyu, so he stopped obediently.

Song Qingshuang narrowed his eyes, and his cold gaze carefully scanned his lips and neck a few times, and suddenly asked, "Did he touch you these days?"

Song Ran was taken aback for a moment, and then realized Song Qingshuang's meaning. For a while, he didn't know what expression to show. He was embarrassed and annoyed, but also a little puzzled. The damn little white-eyed wolf asked this for what? !

After the incident a few days ago, Lin Feiyu seemed to have tasted the sweetness. Every night, he would linger on him for a long time, acting coquettishly and shamelessly, almost becoming a big brown candy, but Song Ran still felt a little overwhelmed by the hurdle of "being raped". Pushed and resisted and did not agree again.

Song Ran didn't know what to answer, so she could only cough lightly in embarrassment, and said lightly, "This is my private matter."

Song Qingshuang looked down at his embarrassment, the corners of her tight lips gradually relaxed, and said in a low voice, "Well, I was fooled just once."

Song Ran couldn't hear what he was muttering to himself, so he just bit the bullet and asked directly: "Mr. Song, what do you want from me?"

Song Qingshuang looked at him for a while, then suddenly pulled the corners of her lips lightly: "Song Xiaoran, you like my elder brother, don't you?"

Song Ran's heart was full of alarm bells, wait, is the little white-eyed wolf looking for him to turn over his old account?

He immediately said: "That was before, now I don't like it..."

Song Qingshuang directly interrupted him: "Don't lie to yourself. That day you tried your best to sneak into Song's house just to sleep with my elder brother in your arms. You and I know very well what you think about my elder brother."

Song Ran wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, but he had no choice but to ask, "What exactly do you want?"

Song Qingshuang said indifferently: "I invited a famous doctor from the United States. He is very experienced in the treatment of vegetative people, but now the few escorts who assist in the treatment are rough-handed. I am not satisfied."

"So?" Song Ran was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

"I just thought, since you like elder brother so much, you should take care of elder brother wholeheartedly." Song Qingshuang paused, and said meaningfully, "So, I plan to put aside those prejudices in the past, and ask you to live in Song's house for a while, and give elder brother As a full-time escort, the salary is three times what you are now."

Song Ran was dazed for a while before she understood the other party's meaning: "You want me to be... the escort of President Da Song?"

Song Qingshuang nodded: "I'm mainly responsible for personal work. The work is very simple. I give him a massage every day, wipe his body, cut his nails, talk in his ear, and... the cleaning of his private parts, um, this is inconvenient for outsiders. Come and do it, I used to do it myself, I believe you are willing too."